Chapter 839 (1/2)

Xueyilan sits beside xueyimo and watches her playing without saying a word, but seems to have been infatuated

”Ding Dong...” Just when the Qin sound of xueyimo broke through each other's protective line, the Qin sound suddenly sounded in each other's camp.

The sound of the zither is like a spring on the golden top, like the golden flowers that fall in the sky when the Buddha talks about scriptures. The sound of the zither dispels the clouds and makes the sun come out again to shine everywhere.

The snow clothes Mo's face changes greatly! Suddenly look up and look into the other side's camp.

She saw a white God sitting on a soft cloud, an ancient zither on his knee, playing with his eyes drooping, and the wind of the sky stirred up his broad white robe, making him the only bright color in the battlefield stained with white bone and blood.

If there is a storm in the eyes of the snow clothes Mo, she looks at the white clothes God Zun. Her eyes are wider and wider, but her movements of playing the piano can't help but slow down.

She looked for him for hundreds of years, but didn't expect to see him here again.

I didn't expect to stand in the hostile camp with him

She points out that the piano sound is a bit disordered, but the other side's piano sound takes the opportunity to attack, waves like the sea tide,

the light white piano sound light wave and her blue piano sound light wave collide and entangle in the air

The blue light wave is obviously invincible. It's defeated every day. It's slowly suppressed

”Mo Mo! look out! ”Xue Yi Lan is in a hurry. She immediately plays the piano in her arms.

For one thing, his skill is not enough. He doesn't specially practice the piano sound. For another, the Qin in his arms is not an ancient artifact. He can't compete with each other at all

A moment later, his face turned white and a puff of blood came out.